ALINA
"Can't he read the sign? Or he's just mindless?" he asked with a deep frown on his forehead.
When he decided to sit with us by the table, I thought he would join in our conversation, but it turned out he was just there waiting and was not at all responsive. He was more like Duncan and Peyton combined. His face was impassively looking at space, so I decided to call it a night.
Fred, on the other hand, looked unbothered by his presence. And it was new to me. It could mean that he wasn't intimidated by him because he didn't have a plan on hitting on me. He wasn't a red flag.
"We went out as colleagues, Alessandro. Can you please be civil towards him? He doesn't do anything."
"Why. Did I do something?"
I squinted my eyes at him.
"You went there, sat there looking so bored like hel
